I stood up. I was wearing boxers but I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I looked on either side of myself and didn’t see anything resembling one of my shir...s. I reached under thigh-pillow-smelly-vag’s head and yanked out a white t-shirt. She stirred, but didn’t wake up. I put the shirt on. It seemed masculine enough. I felt too ill to go looking for my pants. I found my sandals by the door and wandered out of the house. Thrash-Metal music played at a soft volume as I opened the metal door with a screen. "The matron giggled at the sound of her name and walked away. Shestopped twice to look back over her shoulder and giggled again.* * * * *Trisha was waiting near the top of the stairs, buttoning her blouse."I assume from your clothing that we will not be continuing," Ethansaid unhappily."I don't think so." She stepped over and gently kissed his cheek."You're a sweet man, Ethan, and I... it was something I needed, butwe're not gonna be 'continuing' today or... ever, I think."He slowly ran a. She was leaving. Alone. None of the guys were good enough for the stuck-up cunt, it seemed. Huh. Someone ought to teach her a lesson.Without consciously deciding, he set down his beer, shoved a ten across the stick, and began working his way through the crowd toward the door.By the time he was outside in the cool air, she was half a block down the street, her heels tapping a rhythm on the pavement as she briskly walked toward the parking garage. It seemed as if his feet stepped out in the same. .." I stepped forward just an inch or two and was right infront of him looking into his eyes as my lips were near level to hischin, "...that loves her father and... the one that wants us to be afamily." This is crazy you know? It would never work." He slowly tried toformulate the situation, seriously considering it."It's worked so far hasn't it? You do find me attractive as Alex don'tyou?" I slowly took his hands and placed them on both of my sides. "WhatI mean is...I've felt your reaction that.